little lady in austin (well, formerly...this is the archived blog of mostly high school and occasional college ramblings.)

7.07.2001

i like your smile when i hear it through the phone.
there are things that make me happy. in fact a lot of things do. robot insurance, the prelude of a thunderstorm through the fin, little kid giggles and the feeling of something pure and untainted.
i am intoxicated by your scent
drowning out conciousness
into smooth strong skin
breathing drugged passion
soft and silent
sometimes i write to the memory of someone. sometimes i write to one person. sometimes i imagine the person for whom i write.
currently spinning: chamberlain: stars in the streetlight